State of Discontent

Open the door and adjust my eyes The concrete streets are as gray as the skies The wind stings my face and the world just melts away And it brings me back to another place where memories are such a waste You can never go home, you left that world beh

I see a red door and I want it painted black No colors anymore, I want them to turn black I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes I have to turn my head until my darkness goes I see a line of cars and they're all painted black With fl

1...2...3...Go! Well all my life this music saved me I can't afford no therapy My Frustration it needs release, so cut me open and hear me bleed Playing Punk It Keeps Me Sane Don't need drugs to numb the pain It keeps me alive, I hope it helps you I

you want to think I have a problem well think again it lies within you you act so rude and immature well I'll act the same I won't acknowledge you but yet you still wanna run your mouth why even waste the time I despise your whole existence and that'